Qin Shuang felt the vibration of her phone in her palm and glanced down at the screen.
Qin Shuang: ...
Just as she was thinking about replying, she heard the master of ceremonies on stage reading,
"Mr. Shang Hui, do you take Miss Gu Xi standing before you to be your wife, to be her husband, for the rest of your life, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love her, to care for her, to respect her, to accept her, and to remain faithful to her until death do you part?"
Shang Hui, gazing into Gu Xi's eyes, solemnly voiced each word,
"I do."
The master of ceremonies turned his gaze to Gu Xi,
"Miss Gu Xi, do you take Mr. Shang Hui standing before you to be your husband, to be his wife, for the rest of your life, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love him, to care for him, to respect him, to accept him, and to remain faithful to him until death do you part?"
Gu Xi did not answer.
The atmosphere once again turned eerily stagnant.
